we've been fans of sorrento's since i was a kid in the late 70's. i grew up down the street on carriage dr. and went to school right next door at bancroft elementary. sundays nights after 5:30 mass at most precious blood (now st. francis of assisi) meant a large cheese pizza from sorrento's, artichokes and 60 minutes. watching sports on tv was also a regular occasion for picking up sorrento's pizza.
sadly, i don't live in walnut creek any more - i'm way down in las vegas, nv. i got an email from my dad this morning that he had fallen. he got 22 stitches in his chin and a few on his hand. hearing things like this is one of the scariest things for an adult child. this is that time of life where i have my own kids and i still keep an ear an eye out for my parents.
fortunately, dad's okay. but the picture and the story just hurt my heart. i wanted to do something to let him know i was thinking about him. so i called sorrento's to see if i could buy a cheese pizza. one of the owners, paul, saidhe'dlove to help but they don't take credit cards on the phone. i asked if there was any chancehe'dtake a check - knowing what a leap of faith that would take on his part. he hesitated for just the briefest of moments then said, sure,he'dpay for the pizza out of his own pocket and take me on my word that i'd send him a check.
this really made my night. dad will get his pizza and we'll watch the warriors set the record for the most wins in a season "together" via facetime. many thanks, paul. the check is in the mail (seriously!).